“It’s a nice place,” Harvey bragged to Muriel as they patiently awaited George’s and Gloria’s arrival.
“It reminds me of when we were kids in Queens,” she pointed out, “when we visited Sherwood Island in Connecticut every summer.”
“While we’re waiting let’s get the food ready.”
In the distance they heard a metallic voice.
“I am Klaatu from Planet BR 549. You must obey me.”
The couple politely explained that they were not interested.
“I don’t get it,” Klaatu complained. “It works on shows like ‘The Twilight Zone’. Why doesn’t it work in real life?”
He then walked away quite heartbroken.
Rochelle Wisoff~Fields leads us weekly in Friday Fictioneers. This week’s Photo prompt was supplied by Jan Wayne Fields.
Larabie and Miz Kitti often run into each other at random times.
One day they met outside a local monastery.
“Hey Larabie,’ she wondered. “How do you explain that chain?”
“It reminds us of a rightly ordered relationship between volition and authority,” he reminded her.
“If everything that’s forbidden were impossible, then where’s the virtue in that? Compelled obedience is pointless.”
“I agree,” she went on. “Don’t be a-scared to do wrong because of bad results. Be a_scared because of all the right reasons.”
“Besides that,” she reminded him, “It’s such an exceptionally cute color scheme. now isn’t it?”
Rochelle Wisoff~Fields leads us weekly in Friday Fictioneers, as each of us writes his hundred~word story based upon a photo prompt.
This week’s photo prompt was supplied by C.E. Ayr.
Another interesting analysis of the Left, this one coming to the same conclusion I reached some time back: that Leftism is not a political philosophy, but a pseudo-religious movement based on secular materialism and with profound gnostic overtones: According to progressive faith, the “arc of history” always bends Left. Well, history just spawned Donald Trump, and […]
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“Henry and Peter made their daily trip to Erika’s House of Music at the South Bay Shopping Center.
The owner and her husband, as always, greeted them in their Austrian and German accents.
“The twenty second’s coming up,” Henry intoned.
“It’s interesting that J.F.K.was killed on the feast day of the patroness of music.”
“Yeah,” Peter reminded him. “So much of the nauseating Sexual and Cultural Revolutions of that era was set to such perfect music. A little charisma can be poisonous.”
“There’s good and bad in every era,” Henry noted as they looked around for Jimmy Page’s sheet music.
This week’s photo prompt was supplied by Bjorn Rudberg. Rochelle Wisoff~Fields guides us weekly in Friday Fictioneers, as each of us writes a hundred~word story based upon a photo prompt.
“Well, you know,” chortled the King of Marigold “it’s not so bad being the king of an insignificant country.”
“Couldn’t agree more, darling,” boasted his wife the Queen.
“We have no war, a stable economy,” she continued.
“We don’t have to be bothered with things like Brexit or unethical election tactics, and everyone respects our flag and national anthem. What’s our secret,honey? Do you know?”
“It’s that way because we all have pretty much the same ideas, my dear,” he reminded her.
“Can’t be done otherwise.”
“You see, this ‘vive la difference’ crap isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.”
Each week Rochelle Wisoff~Fields leads us in Friday Fictioneers. Sandra Crook supplied this week’s photo prompt.
‘Marry Arthur!’ they said! ‘He’ll take you places you’ve never been!’ they said!” was all Gladys could pronounce.
“I know. I know.” her husband timidly replied.
“I love you, honey, ” she reminded him, “But Tucumcari, New Mexico. population forty- su’um? For our honeymoon?!”
“On the bright side,” he reasoned, “It’s one of those quaint places where everyone’s named after someone in the Bible. Isn’t that so nice?”
“My big fear is,” she said, “We may be stuck here in big trouble. Remember Lot’s wife?”
Jean L. Hays supplies this week’s Photo prompt for Friday Fictioneers as Rochelle Wisoff~Fields leads us in a weekly attempt to write a story of one hundred words based upon a photo prompt.